You sit in a cafe after work at least every day, finishing assignments on your computer. Now, you were flicking through the Internet on your computer when a shadow soon covered you. You looked up to see a boy. He said nothing and handed you a piece of paper, his face red and shy. You opened it in front of him. It was a well sketched and beautifully drawn picture of you. You could see all the details in it. *"I-i have lots more..."* He said, looking through his messenger bag.